Lord: Marry the villain's daughter at the beginning?

The spellcasters in the team immediately erected a barrier, but their biggest enemy was not the artillery fire, but the army that was completely out of control.

Not only the disorderly crowds of people, but also the frightened war horses being dragged by their masters became the source of chaos in this narrow valley entrance.

Some inexperienced professionals still tried to regroup, but the truly experienced veterans had already huddled in a corner with their followers, setting up magic barriers and positions to preserve their strength.

No one noticed that Lucanus, who had been blown to pieces, had an intact mouth, and this mouth, which had lost its throat and brain, was still speaking on the ground.

"Yes, that's the feeling, that's the taste, ah~ this is so great!"

While the mouth was speaking, an invisible force brought the nose that was scattered elsewhere over and spliced ​​it above the mouth.

The nose greedily breathed in the air around it.

"Ah, the taste of blood and fire, so wonderful, so violent, this must be the cornerstone of the empire."

The invisible force dug the eyeball out from the crack of the stone and put it where it should be.

"This is the scene! This is the most wonderful beginning of the epic. Ah~ I can feel it, I can feel it. The glory of the empire is gradually returning! It's been a thousand years, a full thousand years. Hahahaha! My brain, my brain is shaking!"

While the mouth was speaking, an invisible force had sucked all the brains back, and the brains began to tremble in coordination with the mouth.

At this time, the coalition forces in the valley were also being bombarded. Although in chaos, they were still holding on. The defeated were just ordinary people's armies. The professionals had already withdrawn their troops and opened up barriers, but in the chaos no one cared whether the professionals' barriers or positions were within their own team. Everyone squeezed into these deployed barriers, which only exacerbated the chaos.

What really caused the defeat of the coalition forces in the valley was the chaos in the vanguard.

The good news is that although the enemy has set up artillery in the forest, the terrain outside the valley is open. Although the First Army is blocking the gate, the impact is not as great as that in the valley.

The bad news was that amid the artillery fire, a team of cavalry waving the flag of Archduke Lars rushed out in the smoke.

"Archduke Lars is resurrected!"

"Archduke Lars is not dead at all!"

The nobles and soldiers who saw the flag shouted and immediately became confused.

Wearing a huge replica of Archduke Lars's armor, Reina led the cavalry to charge towards the coalition forces.

Following Lind's instructions, Reina specifically targeted the nobles wearing gorgeous armor. Reina, with her knight stance fully activated, was like a fish in water. Even though the armor didn't fit her at all, she still crushed everyone present.

Before the leading noble could react, Lars' ancestral long-handled battle axe smashed heavily on the noble, smashing all the enchantments and runes to pieces, killing him instantly.

The gradually gathering chill in the knights' stances and the fact that they were Lars's most elite knights all hinted at the identity of this assault force.

Amid the roar of artillery, Reina was like a demon resurrected from hell, waving her battle axe and charging at nobles one after another.

Countless magic spells hit these Lars knights in the chaos without any organization. No one dared to make fun of Lars Knight anymore. Lars Knight, nicknamed the turtle, was like a devastating existence once he stepped into the chaotic front battlefield. Ordinary magic could not even break the opponent's defense, but Lars Knight in close combat was deadly to these professionals.

Some calm nobles immediately realized that the other side's Grand Duke Lars should be Reina in disguise, but it was too late. The news of Grand Duke Lars's resurrection spread to the entire team along with the chaos, becoming the last straw that broke the camel's back for the coalition forces.

The morale of the entire coalition army plummeted with the resurrection of Grand Duke Lars. Perhaps some nobles with some ability were still trying to stabilize the morale and organize a counterattack, but the truly smart nobles had already led their troops to look for a way out.

Regardless of whether Archduke Lars was really resurrected, the effect of Lena's attack was no different from that of Archduke Lars.

Under normal circumstances, no matter how strong Reina is, once she is held back by the front-line troops, the role she can play will be limited.

But the front-line troops were defeated by artillery fire, and the professionals had already tried their best to protect themselves, let alone work together to restrict Reina.

But as Jefferson said, even if there were 50,000 pigs, they would not be able to catch them all. Immediately, the gathered professionals began to fight back, and some even used pit magic to delay Lena's actions.

There were many strong men among the coalition forces. After the professional used the pit magic, he immediately organized the people around him and shouted, "This Grand Duke Lars is fake. Hold them back. It's time for our counterattack!"

Soon more professionals realized this problem and began to gather around that professional. These horrific explosions should be caused by the other party using some explosive catapults, not magic.

Lars' knights were notoriously lacking in long-range means. The fake Grand Duke could use his own position to build a road and ignore the pitfalls, but the knights around her could not do that. Although this was only a delaying tactic, as long as they could hold off the opponent, they could always rely on numbers to wait for an opportunity to counterattack.

The next second, the second-level molten fire ray poured down like horizontal rain.

With the entry of Knight Lars, the artillery fire in the forest gradually stopped, but the First Group of Soldiers had already charged with Lars' knights and began to provide fire support instead of the artillery.

The clerk waved the flag and led the charge. Soldiers equipped with ray guns and tactical backpacks rushed out of the ambush point and began to cooperate with the knights to advance and harvest on the battlefield.

Darcy's hand was even numb from pulling the trigger on the battlefield. This thing was much more useful than a bow and arrow. When he was a savage hunter, he never missed his shot. Now with the ray gun, he could light up any spot on the battlefield.

No matter whether the light is the enchantment runes of the nobles or the spell models of the spellcasters, just shoot it.

The nobles' gorgeous runes and magic became death warrants on the battlefield.

Everything was over. The knights with the support of ray guns made up for the last shortcoming. Lars' knights used their iron bodies to attack the opponent's flag unscrupulously.

Nobles kept throwing away their flags, taking off their cloaks, and even removing their heavy armor, and fled everywhere with their guards.

The news that Archduke Lars and his loyal knights had been resurrected quickly spread to every corner of the coalition forces as the defeat unfolded.

When the nobles whose valley had been bombarded by artillery fire heard the news, they immediately recalled their professionals who were still struggling and fled out of the valley.

Foolish people thought that Archduke Lars had been resurrected, or was not dead at all, and that he should flee back to his own territory as soon as possible and sever ties with the coalition forces to avoid being liquidated.

Smart people have already guessed that Archduke Lars is a fake, but that doesn't matter. Even if he is a fake, he is real now. They should escape now to preserve their strength and continue to run back to sit on the fence.

The nobles who were walking at the back immediately began to retreat without looking back. The professionals brought by the nobles immediately followed their employers and fled. They were just here to kill time. They only made a few bucks a month. Why risk their lives?

This coalition, which came together for the sake of interests, eventually fell apart in order to protect its own interests, and no one wanted to step forward to turn the tide.

Standing on the top of the hill, Lowry looked at the flashing ray gun beams in the distance and said, "It seems the battle ahead is over, and the First Army has already started to reap the harvest."

Looking at the corpses scattered all over the valley, Laurie sighed, "Did they really only bring the cook? I thought someone would rush to the valley to fight with us. I was even ready to sacrifice myself."

Yolanda on the side asked in disbelief: "Is it over?"

"No."

Lowry aimed the ray gun at the bottom of the valley and said, "Don't relax. The war is not over yet. Keep a close eye on it. It would be a big loss if you die at this moment."

"Besides, cleaning up the remaining troops will be the real battle. An army of 50,000 people will be defeated very quickly, but with our limited numbers, how can we prevent the enemy from making a comeback? It will be more difficult than defeating them now."

Yolanda still felt it was very unreal. She looked in horror at the crowd in the distance who were fleeing, abandoning their weapons and armor. She could feel that many of the professionals below were not even using their full strength. They just put up a symbolic resistance and then immediately shrank back to preserve their strength. Was the war over just like that?

At this time, Sean, who was pretending to be a civilian, looked at the corpses in the valley with a twisted smile on his face.

Won? Really won?

The lord of the gray-collar, no, it should be the brother-in-law, actually won like this?

Sean squatted beside the artillery, his legs trembling. If it were him, would he win? Sean didn't know, but even if he had these weapons, his first thought would definitely be to wait for support. After all, these artillery pieces were inconvenient to move, and they were designed to be used for defending the city.

At this moment, Sean finally understood why his grandfather always said that he did not have the courage to gamble everything. Looking at the victory in front of him, Sean clearly realized that he might not be suitable for the position of heir.

That’s right, this position should be occupied by the lord of the gray-white collar. No, it should be my brother-in-law. Only my brother-in-law can lead me to revenge, and only my brother-in-law who masters these techniques is the most suitable to be Lars’ successor.

Only a brother-in-law can make Lars great again.

Colin's eyes were even crazier. He even felt that the wars he had fought with his uncles in the past were nothing but small fights compared to this one. The previous extortion and extortion were meaningless. No amount of wealth could replace the joy of victory at this moment. Although he was just standing on the top of the hill and firing, this sense of participation made Colin extremely satisfied.

Fighting is fun!